I don’t think I will ever understand why sex is so vilified. I’m not of the mindset that sex is dirty or wrong. I love sex. I love everything about it from the first kiss to the passionate and vocal ending. I also don’t understand why people are so preoccupied with other people’s decisions regarding sex. Most people don’t question why you drive a Ford versus a Toyota, they don’t question why you chose eggshell paint instead of purple on your walls, and they don’t question why in the world you would drink tequila over vodka. And they shouldn’t question you about those things, because it’s none of their fucking business, plus those things aren’t hurting anyone, so who cares. I feel the same way about sex. If I decide to have sex with 50 people this week, I don’t feel like I should have to explain my decisions to anybody. I shouldn’t have to justify my actions, because my actions aren’t hurting anybody. I don’t sleep with married men or men who are attached, so I just don’t get why people are so consumed with my affairs. I like sex. I’m what you might call sexually liberated. I’m a free spirit. And did I mention I like sex? I like the way it feels, I like the way it sounds, I like the way it smells and I like the way it brings two people together for a moment or two and they just melt into each other like there’s no other place in the world they have to or would want to be. I often find myself on the defensive to my friends who don’t understand my love of and desire for sex. Of course they accept me for who I am, but they don’t understand why I have so much sex. And I keep trying to figure out what the possible reason for that is, and the only thing I’ve come up with is, because I want to, I like it, and I’m good at it. So I just keep doing it because it makes me happy. I think maybe I’m supposed to feel empty inside afterwards or something because I’m not in love with the people I sleep with, but I actually don’t, because I have, for the most part, long standing relationships with them, just not monogamous, emotionally charged relationships. I don’t know if I even want one of those. I know it’s a cop out to say I don’t want a relationship because relationships are hard, but it’s true. I like things easy. I like things straightforward. Mostly, I like things to be new and exciting. If men can be sexually liberated and sleep with whoever, whenever, and wherever, I feel like I can too. And I will, until I find the one I’m supposed to be with, but if I never find him, I’m ok with that too. With that being said, stay tuned for some sex blogs. There’s at least two going to be rearing their ugly heads this week. One even comes with an anthem and a free t shirt. I know you can’t wait.